Boyz N Tha Hood (G-Mix) – Eazy-E – letras

Intro:Yeah, gangsta Dresta steps in this muthafucka and this one goes out tah alltheO.G.’s out there and I can’t forget about the baby gangstaz, what’s upniggaz, mynigga they came back with some of that old school original west coast shitnigga thatgot all of y’all in this dig in the first place yeah so run that shit E, yeah……..Verse One:Cruisin’ down tha street in my ’64Jackin’ tha freaks clocking tha doughWent to tha park tah get the scoopKnuckleheads out there come shootin’ some hoopA car pulls up who can it beA fresh El Camino rollin’ Kilo GHe rolled down his window and he started to sayIt’s all about makin’ that GTAChorus:’Cuz tha boyz in tha hood are always hardYa come talkin’ that trash we’ll pull ya cordKnowin’ nuthin’ in life but tah be legitDon’t quote me boy ‘cuz I ain’t said shit(Straight up, straight up, straight up gangsta wrong nigga tah fuck witStraight up, straight up, straight up gangsta wrong nigga tah fuck wit)Verse Two:Dotomy’s in tha place tah give me the paceHe said my man JD is on free-baseTha boy JD was a friend of mine’Til I caught him in my car trying tah steal a alpineI chase him up tha street tah call a truceTha silly cluckhead pulls out a deuce deuceLittle did he know I had a loaded 12 gaugeOne sucka dead L.A. Times front page-Chorus-(Punk, punk muthafuckaz like it ain’t no thang,Punk, punk muthafuckaz like it ain’t no thang)Verse Three:Bored as fuck and I wanna get illSo I went to a place where my homeboyz chillNiggaz out there makin’ that dolla’I pulled up in my ’64 ImpalaThey greet me wit a 40 and I start drinkin’And from tha 8-ball my breath start stinkin’Enough tah get my girl tah rock that bodyBefore I left I hit tha BacardiI went to her house tah get her out of the padDumb hoe said something that made me madShe said something that I couldn’t believeSo I grabbed tha stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weaveShe started talkin’ shit what did ya knowReached back like a pimp slapped tha hoeHer father jumped up and he started tah shoutSo I bombed on pops knocked his old ass out-Chorus-(And if a brotha talks shit I give him a,And if a brotha talks shit I give him a,And if a brotha talks shit I give him a)Verse Four:Now I’m rollin’ hard now under controlThem wrapped tha ’64 around a telephone poleI looked at my car and I said, »Oh brother! »Thrown in the gutter and go buy anotherWalkin’ home and I see tha G-rideNow Kat is drivin’ Kilo on tha sideAs they busted a U they got pulled overA undercovered cop in a dark green NovaNow Kat got beat for resisting arrestHe socked tha pig in tha head for rippin’ his Guess